With no wish to be ruthless, the troops of Prince Otto had done grievous damage.

Prince Otto placed a hand wearily on his throbbing brow.

Prince Otto clenched his fists; but he had had a rigorously diplomatic up-bringing, and knew how to keep a hold on himself.

Prince Otto, you thought this England of ours lay prone and helpless.

Prince Otto leaned forward, dropping his voice confidentially.

Prince Otto looked down with something of a grim smile at the bright, square labyrinths of the lamp-lit city below him.

Prince Otto was finishing his joke to whoever would listen.

He was in charge here of the inquiry about Prince Otto, but I forgot to ask him anything about the bullet.

He, thought Prince Otto, could have no real reason for refusing to give up the gold.

Prince Otto served in the Bavarian army from 1863.